“We must give him no warning,” said Jack, “or he will escape.”
One morning the ship started down the coast for Watertown.
The crew were excited and anxious to reach their native land once more.
As the ship sailed into the harbor channel they passed a small yawl, outward bound.
Jack watched the little craft intently.
There were four men visible on deck, three of whom were strangers to him.
The fourth, however, he recognized at a glance.
“Look there, captain!” he cried to Alan.
“Who is it?”
“Donald Parker, Captain Morris’ right-hand man!”